Now we drifted according to the breeze, our boat a small blimp in a vast blue universe of ocean. We had been at sea for four days and that gallon of water did not last long. We lay quietly, waiting for death or a miracle.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 191 | 2025-06-26 15:16:27 | 52.74 | 95% |
| 91 | 2025-03-28 18:01:59 | 46.66 | 95.7% |